*bells and whistles*
*streamers and candy*
This morning I'm making my 100th pot of coffee since we've been in Jay - it's the last filter in the pack. And we didn't use any of them for paper towels or napkins (which we tended to do every so often in Washington, cheapening the 100-pot victory).
This morning I'll watch The Exorcism of Emily Rose (coming to your local video store/internet movie list Tuesday!). When Jeremy gets home sometime after 2:00, we're going to go see a movie at the theater! No clue what yet. Probably King Kong or the Narnia film. Or who knows! I have no clue what else might be playing at a theater near me.
I've seen some terrible movies in the recent past. I can enthusiastically tell you to avoid Must Love Dogs (which I liken to a black hole) and Rebound (I will never understand how Martin Lawrence makes money). And if you happen upon the new Snoop Dogg vehicle BossNUp, immediately put the movie back where it was and call 911. In a word, I'd call it a musical. Given the luxury of an entire sentence fragment, I'd call it a huge letdown.
If you can find it, you should rent Saint Ralph. It's Canadian, and Campbell Scott is very Campbell Scotty in it. And it's one of my new favorite movies. I'm not vouching for cinematic whoozits and whatnots, because I was too busy being sucked in to the story. One or two of the scenes are unnecessary, but that won't effect the overall feel. It's funny and heartwarming and just good. Not that you asked, but still.
And Roll Bounce is worth watching.
I'm stopping here, at the risk of turning into Richard Roeper. *shudder*
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tell me how the emily rose movie was- i wanted to see that- we want to rent that
happy weekend
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Oooh! See Narnia! As a dork who read the books mutiple times in the years she was supposed to be kissing boys and drinking experimentally, I found that it was just perfect. And, even though I'm ten years to old to legally do so, I have a little crush on Peter (and he's the older one, so don't look at me like that). And Dawn French does Mrs. Beaver. Really, after that, I shouldn't have to sell it any further.
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